| I ain’t no wide eyed rebel
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| Oh, but I ain’t no preachers son
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| And now I see the trouble and all the loving that Ive done
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| And the world ain’t no harder than its ever been
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| Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend
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| So much superstition and so much worry in my heart
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| I need a new religion its time to make a brand new start
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| And the world ain’t no easier than its ever been
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| Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend
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| Remember when we were in California
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| We were so much happier then
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| Now were back in New York City
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| Looking for love in the lies of a lonely friend
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| And now the clocks are running
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| And no one knows where time goes
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| You know the moon is stunning
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| Its only shadows that she shows
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| And the world ain’t no harder than its every been
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| Looking got for love in the lies of a lonely friend
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| I ain’t no wide eyed rebel
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| But I ain’t no preachers son |